Anxiety

It sits in my stomach,

Rules the beats of my heart

Pouring under my skin

And through my shaking limbs,

It grips me and waits

To tear me apart.

Alone in this box I built for myself,

My dreams and aspirations are safest on the shelf

Up between intention and analog clocks

I’ll always be reminded that I’m trapped in this box.

In public spaces,

As the crowds and faces spark their power over me,

I take a breath of social resilience and start counting to three.

Still, still I can feel the adrenaline rush as I walk through the corridors ,pavements and streets.

Quietly engulfing my anxiou

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Until it’s done with submission to the microcosm of society

And is finally ready to leave.

Right towards the dawn of success

When I try to leave the box,

It leaves me trembling,

Juggling between fears that have me distraught.

Once more my fears

Have brought me to tears.

Alone in this box I built for myself,

My dreams and aspirations were once safest on the shelf

But for how long was this to persist ?

For how long would I have to depend upon the almighty?

As I feel shackled by the chains of failures,

Shackled by the chains of ANXIETY.